The Bullet Journal

After reading on the Internet about the bullet journal, I decided to start keeping one. The bullets are supposedly to help the writer to focus. It worked for me. This is my bullet journal entry for yesterday.

• After sitting though a massive traffic jam on 6th Avenue in the West Village, taking up 1/2 hour of my day, I disembarked bus on 14th Street, along with most of the other passengers, who had had just about enough. (Weather cool and cloudy. Not pleasant).

• Walked up to Bed Bath & Beyond on 6th and 18th Street to use their restroom.

• Woman stopped to ask me why the traffic had stopped and so many policemen. I said I didn’t know for sure, but I thought it was either a demonstration that they were policing, or they were filming a movie. Someone on the bus said they saw a movie truck, but I didn’t know for sure. “If it was a movie,” the woman said, “then were all those policemen (maybe 100) real or just actors?” Who knew?

• I had seen a large group of what looked like demonstrators holding up signs, but the group (at least 100) seemed too-well organized. Everyone was holding their sign up about the same height and not moving. A real demonstration would be more chaotic. But, what do I know? (see below: it really was a demonstration)

• Ended up spending $15 at Bed Bath & Beyond: Celestial Seasons Chai pumpkin spice tea, a belt rack, and a yogurt that I then stood outside Bed Bath & Beyond on 6th Ave. and devoured. (If you’re out and about in NYC, Bed Bath & Beyond has great restrooms–no purchase required).

• Visited a couple of other stores that I frequent in that area: Blicks art supply (spent $16), Michaels (got out without spending any more money. Don’t know how that happened.)

• After getting a little more spending money from a Bank of America Kiosk, I walked to Union Square on 14th Street from 6th Avenue and 23rd St. (about 15 minutes or maybe a mile).

• Bought a mini tuna salad sandwich, a small bag of store-made tortilla chips and 2 vitamin-enhanced drinks at the Whole Foods Market on 14th. ($8). Ate sandwich and 1 drink in Whole Foods dining area. Saved the tortilla chips and 1 drink. Over heard people talking on their cell phones about trying to find jobs, etc. Just like on the bus. I find this annoying. Upon leaving Whole Foods, found discarded paper-back book on Roman Mythology.

• 4.00 p.m. approximately–walked to another Blick’s Art Supply, this one on 13th Street–just around the corner from Whole Foods, and spent $10 more for 3 double-pointed brush markers (black, dark yellow & brown). Really like them. I buy art supplies, i.e., markers, and then a month later I find a product I like better than what I had been using, so my art supply collection just keeps growing and taking up more room.

• Sat down on bench at bus stop on Broadway, between 14th & 15th) to wait for #10 express bus home to Port Richmond, Staten Island. Starting to feel really tired. Remember, I had already spent 45 minutes working out before ever coming into the city. Usually after I work out, I go home, eat, and fall asleep for about a 2-hour nap. I hate doing that, but I do it anyway. Hoped bus would come fast so I could relax for the 1 to 2 hour trip home, depending on traffic.

• Sitting and waiting at bus stop, read in Mythology book about Zeus and Hera, his primary wife (he really screwed around a lot). All those Roman names of Gods, I can’t ever remember.

• Also sitting on the bench was a very pretty young girl–model type. She was posing for a woman taking photos of her. I figured the woman was trying to build a portfolio for her so that maybe she could get modelling work. When they spoke, it wasn’t English. Maybe Russian. Lots of pretty Russian women in NYC.

• After an hour, the bus had never showed up. Darkness creeping in. Really tired now, more from just waiting than anything else. Pretty girl and woman had left a long time before.

• Finally, took #1 Express Bus as an alternative. On trip home, the night overtook the City.

• Transferred on Hylan Blvd. in Staten Island to the #53 which brought me home faster than I ever expected. I discovered an alternative route for getting home from the City, which is faster than my usual #10 route. Made it in an hour once I got on the bus. It seems that buses play a big part in my life.

• 7:10 p.m. Arrived home at last: fell asleep after quick dinner. I had literally shopped until I dropped.

Anyway, if you are still reading this stuff, you get the idea of the bullet journal. Even though, I had my camera with me yesterday, I didn’t manage to take any photos, but I did do a little doodling on the bus. Since it’s hard to draw on a moving bus, it’s better for me to keep those doodles private.You will be happy to hear, I’m not going to keep my journal on the internet.

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UPDATE: 10/25 — I just heard on the news that there really was a demonstration yesterday in Manhattan–against police brutality. Many people participated, but the news is mostly about Quentin Tarantino demonstrating, which only shows how much attention a celebrity can bring to an event. See photos–header and below.

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